Before I get to the good stuff (wool! Show us wool!) I truly appreciate all the good and kind thoughts sent in the direction of me and my family by everyone. For me, it's been up-and-down, which I expected, and knowing there are so many friends out there makes it easier to weather the low spots.
1. Aside from a brief fling with a baby hat, I have been knitting this cardigan. Out of rust-colored Blackwater Abbey. I hope to debut it when I visit Washington DC in ... urp ... two weeks.
Um .... I hope to knit it on the plane en route to Washington DC in two weeks. That's better. I've got one sleeve done, plus about 11 inches of the body, which leaves ... a lot of sweater to knit.
2. Two of my wonderful coworkers brought me a present today to welcome me back to the office after a week away dealing with Miserable Family Matters. There is wine, and tea, and a romantic comedy with Hugh Grant and a bunch of homemade cookies. And ... see that in the front? It's a ball of sock yarn. Bought for me by a muggle.
Nikki went to the yarn shop near our office, where she knows I tend to leave money, and explained that she did not knit, but knew someone who did and needed help picking out a present. The woman working asked what my name was. She looked me up in the computer and remembered that I had been in on Tuesday and bought "No Sheep For You." Although I'm not wool-averse, she steered Nikki right over to the Tofutsies, which I have been fondling for about a month now, and I have yarn to make a really, super-cheery pair of socks that already remind me of tulips and crocuses and sunshine.
It is making me seriously rethink my "one pair of socks at a time" rule.
3. No Sheep For You is just dandy by me.
Major sweater lust. Once that Blackwater Abbey cardigan is off my list, I think I'll be embarking on something new, maybe in that cotton-linen stuff KnitPicks has just started selling.
There's another gorgeous sweater, a complicated-looking Aran with lots of twisty stitches (and I loves me some complicated Aran knitting), but it's knit in Rowan Calmer, and I looked that up and ... it's a little rich for my blood. Nevertheless, I must knit this sweater. Jenna Wilson designed it, and, well, I'd knit just about anything she designed, even if it's named "Morrigan," which should be a warning sign, much in the same way a sweater pattern named "Beelzebub" ought to alarm most people.
4. The Fool has been wonderfully supportive. He called his office last week and offered to "work at home," so he could keep me company while I got things organized and otherwise shrumped around the house like a big, mopey owl. This is what he looks like while he's working at home. He swears he is "on a conference call," and had to sit by the window to "get better cell phone reception." Whatever.